❤Cage Of Love❤

"You...what have you.." the little couldn't continue her words because the face of her Young Miss which was pale as paper was not now gaining color. Even her breathing became stable.

The little girl rubbed her eyes to look carefully once again and confirmed that her Miss was recovering. She gave a sigh of relief 😌. Then she brushed her tears and turned towards the boys.

"YOU really won't hurt or take my Miss right...?" one could see the clear fear in her eyes. This is what the brothers hated the most especially Talky. His eyes turned gloomy as he bit his lips. How could Cheeky not know his little brother's thoughts.

"NO"

"Then...thank you for saving my Miss...so..." 'can you let go of my miss?' the little girl thought but couldn't bring herself to say this. She can say that these people are not ordinary. If they were to fight her seriously that time then she may have dies thousands of time by now.

But no matter what...she has to take her Miss back from them even if it means to fight for them.

"Fe...Febe...Febe..?" a weak voice broke the staged atmosphere.

"Young Miss!!!!" seeing that her Young Miss is waking up. Febe the little girl broke into smiles. Even the brothers looked at the kid.

The kid tried to get up but her small hands and legs wouldn't just cooperate to her. Thus the little kid blinked her long eyelashes, poutingly 😡 looked at Cheeky as asking 'raise me up' but got no answer. The kid got annoyed by not getting request so she turned towards Talky with the same expression 'raise me up'. Talky was so happy 😊 that he just took the kid in his arms "Is it okay?" asking her.

Nodding her head. The kid turned towards Febe who was dazed and said "Let's go home 🏡"

"But Young Miss they....i don't... Think... It's..." Febe was contemnting because she just doesn't trust anyone except her Miss.

"Don't worry...if....want....to hurt us...then it...just a....work of matter...of seconds to them...they could have killed us here..." the kid answered urging Febe to move.

Febe started to think and thought that what her miss said was right. If they wanted to hurt us then they could do it anytime.

Febe doubted if her miss was really three year old kid.

Talking about doubts Febe remembered something and asked "Miss how did you meet these people?"

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Febe : brightest of woman or 👧 ( in Spanish)